A harsh winter breakup
Heist of a jewel End times of the dead Terrible tragedies Fear personified in one Wars that ask Have we been fighting in vain? . . . There's a film for it all.
Some may say
that you are “strange”, but why would that matter? With over 7 billion strangers, and each different in their own, what, then, is peculiar? Contrary to popular belief, amidst meaningless meanderings, I say: “there is no such thing.” A. I. Myles o3 June, 2019
They say “Variety is the ‘spice’ of life.”
Welcome to our society
Where we live in anxiety They will judge you for being drunk And some will for your sobriety The lowlifes that inhibit it Come in all varieties They divide you in the name of religion To pray the same deity So I welcome you all to our society Where we live in anxiety
As a blank slate Just so is Life Like an artwork or a masterpiece Magnificient as it is Like a poem or love song Beautiful as it is Begins in a blank slate Just so is Life With perfect melody Of personalities and experiences Variety of tunes Of knowledge and skills Colors burst in each blank of slate Magnificient Beautiful Life will be
Tabula rasa, usually translated as 'blank slate' is a philosophical concept that means when a person is born, his mind is completely empty.
We all have different selves,
some of which we're yet to meet. l.v.s
others sip. So much lovely variety to the lip. Many the blend, together wedged - some smoothe to the tongue, others hard edged. As we do differ - so doth the taste. Without that difference, too much waste. Variety rules! Husband or wife, water or whisky - contrast is life.
the other day
I occupied a chair at a sidewalk café watching the vanity fair of the quotidian float by in quickly changing apparitions an endless flow of different ages, nations, fashions, skin colors, miens, ****** expressions, postures & gaits kept passing through my field of vision it made me wonder why some people get so furious when they just hear about not even meet the ‘others’ different from themselves that they start dropping bombs and shooting rockets I think they rather should be curious and eager to discover how the immense variety of humankind can help expand a locally grown mind and recognize that we are all of the same kind
Not up to the standard
That normal demanded I was a random An outsider abandoned But as we grew older Choices Became more bolder normal became variety Building up our society
~ the common perception people have come to believe is that normal Is being the same as everyone else, that not right that would be conformity.
~Normal has always been people's individuality So here's a lesson ~ own it, your individuality I mean because that makes you normal you'd be the normal you and that's what we want from you :)